Horrible Poems - Poems about Horrible

I cement my seriousness with warm resolve I have sixteen horrible math problems tonight to solve If anyone despises mathematics, it is certainly I. Every math problem except a word problem makes me cry....

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Horrible Horrible Ghost Story She Only Loved Dancing Music But Didn't Have Meat. -Gray Squirrel 05-17-2025...

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The water from these sinks is cloudy. Everyone is, Creeping around. Faucets leaking. I could have fixed everything. Horrible places like this one. Horrible places. When I wake up. There are more. Every speck of light out there? From headlights to storefronts. Close my eyes and see map dots. I could be in a worse place. The faucets are...

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polish outside royce, he hide a boy, called him sunshine he so starch on the collar he don't appreciate the cloth till the potato off it again stingiest thing ever, hold langstons typewriter ima go shuffle it again for yu ryan, danial, ward the spirit pop lost the address, in his toe winkle, he had it how this the rhyme? the partner upstairs cant see me i...

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Whortooruss the Annoyer was named God by the lesser known Gods in celebration he ued Magic to make a hyeina into a giant and devour Nine lions, and two hippos then he shranked the hyiena and allowed a guppie to swallow him. All while all the lesser known Gods laughed. Then the lesser Gods asked the men of Jissa were they satisfied with...

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Men, especially male men are macho, weirdos always less concerned and thoughtful then women are. Take a look. happens and rolls downhill. So what! Who cares! Could care less! What the hell. Not my fault. Had nothing to do with it. There is nothing I can do about it. Have been same all of their lives and will never change. Shortcomings exceed their...

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each day in this cage feels like a hundred days I cannot sleep here there is too much yelling too little comfort, the ambiance is horrible. I feel guilty about not appreciating good food or my fuzzy blankets and soft pillow I resolve to pay attention to tulips when I am released. no one comes to visit me I have become someone to...

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she rebuffed his advances he was more determined now a horrible troll, a stalker, a misogamist who thought what he wanted was of utmost importance no matter who he had to violate, hurt, or abuse....

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My pal Chimparoo had the angriest cat No matter what you did, he was mean as a rat Jumping up and down like a Johnny Jehosophat Always being mean to others was that horrible cat Chimparoo, why do you like this mongrel so? He’s not as bad as you think, Chimparoo lied high and low. We knew it was bad, we...

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These horrible whispers are back again They are telling me I should bring my life to an end I fight the whispers back like a hero who is brave But I know one day they will send me to my grave They use to come so little but now so much Stronger with every blow they can throw me with...

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Horrible, my map upended our time with boot camp son. Horrible to get back to base, not be caught, had to run. Horrible, to see Mom hurried into hospice, her hours few. Horrible when we heard last sweet breaths, as time flew. Horrible when a tree splintered the roof of our deck. Horrible, the tree balancing, just above hubby, in...

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“I have told this story true before today, In a different format in a different way. A feeling of regret that I didn’t do more, I had inside. Hung a plaque on the wall. This is where Horrible did reside.”        ...

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I hurt him. The one person I vowed to never hurt again. The one person I was actually healing our friendship with. I hurt him. Again. I was honest with my feelings, on how I still loved him but didn't wanna ruin what we had. It hurt him. He didn't talk to me. He looked at me as if things were awkward again. I made him...

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Horn Horrible Maine Haiku when he would take aim kill became terrible game had received the blame never gave a hoot to death some people did shoot would wear a brown boot cannot bring them back love and mental skills did lack he had blown his stack heard them when they bowl their life away killer stole death out he did dole a sad song was sung dying breath...

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It seems everywhere I have lived, in every city, There’s a character everyone knows and some pity. Melbourne has the Banana Man in his Banana suit. Many think he is strange and some think he’s beaut. In my town, a sight I pass every day is Horrible the cat. One eyed Horrible, is ugly and most tell him to scat. Fights...

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